Bella Swan forced to live with her dad in Flordia. But she's always had her mom by her side, what'll she do when she wonders off into a forest, who'll be able to save her now? And what will happen when she meets Edward, love or hate? R&R, get's better!

I was frozen. I
couldn't move. I didn't believe it! I wouldn't! The fact
that everything wasn't going to be there, the fact that I had to
accept it, even though I refused to, didn't make me any more
pleased with what was happening. My life was changing, no matter
what. I had to move, and leave everything that I had behind.

Chapter 1

The wind blew for a
whole twenty-four hours. We lay on the mattresses in the cellar and
listened to the house being torn apart above us. Sleep was
impossible, with the noise of things crashing about and the eerie
animal-like howl of the wind.

I thought about my
room, the pictures on the walls, the drawer which held my most
cherished possessions, my diaries, and the letters from my father.

I began to cry
silently as I thought of them all being blown up into the sky, coming
down maybe miles away, to be read by a total stranger.

"No! It couldn't
happen!" I whispered to myself, hoping I would believe it.

***

I stared at my
ceiling until my mind was blank and I felt drowsy. I gently rolled
over and rambled to my window. I looked at the wet road, the scraps
that hadn't been picked up since the tornado, the Christmas lights
on the houses that had not been taken down yet, and the heavy
raindrops plopping down and landing onto the roof tops. I shook my
head until my mind was blank again.

I let my mind
wander, jumping to conclusions of course. My mind just wasn't
focussed anymore. Every part of me was shaking, yet every part of me
was calm. Every part was thinking of him, yet every piece of my body
didn't want to know him. Talk about mixed-signals.

How could something
so perfect come to an end? People say nothing lasts forever, but was
it really true? I couldn't keep my mind straight. I felt too
empty to move, too empty to think about it. I don't want to leave
when I had just started. I don't want to stop the things I have
here.

I decided to get my
thoughts off of that particular subject, and concentrate of something
else for a change.

I don't want to
move. I refuse to, I won't! I mean is there such a thing as a
break? Why did life have to be so hard? Why did my father suddenly
want me now?

My dad, my own dad!
I haven't seen him in so long! He probably didn't even care
about me! He had every right to not care about me, right? I wasn't
a part of his life, anyway. I mean, I'm not the perfect child.
I'm not an "A" student. I'm also not athletic, in any clubs,
and I'm not a model or anything.

I guess I haven't
introduced myself yet. My name is Bella Swan. I am 16 years old,
chocolate brown eyes, long brown hair, and I'm average height.
Even though I'm not popular, I do have a few friends. For now,
that is.

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